Ode To Stray Hair ~ by Katrina Curtiss ~ 5.1.2022
I was sitting so comfortably in my chair When on my face, I found a stray hair Where did it come from? How long was it there? I jumped straight up from my comfortable chair.
A Musician’s Lament ~ by Katrina Curtiss ~ 4.27.2022
Katrina Reverbnation ranked 4 April 27 2022
My social media suffers a lot Too many irons in more than one pot A potential gig wants to see my fans Hopping from the fire to the frying pan.
After A Gig ~ by Katrina Curtiss ~ 4.25.2022
Katrina in Bulverde 2019
A concrete world, neon flashing lights, Deep fried dainties on a Saturday night.
The Boy No One Would Defend ~ Katrina Curtiss 4.21.2022
The Boy No One Would Defend 4 21 2022
As the bullies shadow fell again and again The boy tried, ducked, weaved, eyes darting Surely someone would step in and help him But all that was done, was tossed to him As he fell, astonished and defeated to the ground.
Wait Woman Weight ~ by Katrina Curtiss ~ 4.9.2022
I’m good when the scale doesn’t go very high But when it does, sometimes, I cry The older I get, the harder it seems To reach the magical weight of my self limiting dreams.
Unleashed Anger ~ by Katrina Curtiss 3.28.2022
The following is my response to the slap to the face of an Oscar presenter at last nights televised event. Unleashed Anger ~ be me ~ 3.28 2022 There was an awards ceremony once was filled with grace Until in a fit of uncontrolled anger a man slapped a face…
Safe In My Bed (Prayers For Ukraine) ~ by Katrina Curtiss 3.2.2022
The National Flower Of Ukraine
I wonder upon this night about those in Ukraine Fleeing their country, stricken with pain How much can the human spirit endure? War is contagious, we must find a cure.
These Old Hands ~ by Katrina Curtiss 2.16.2022
These old hands from child to grace Touched the troubled, held in place These old hands hold those I love Angered hearts, fleeting dove.
Hello My Dear ~ by Katrina Curtiss 1.21.2022
Two wayward souls, a wandering along life’s crooked path The angels hugged us when we cried, danced when we both laughed.
Sadness Danced ~ Katrina Curtiss 11.30.21
A tip of the glass to quell the pain Beaten in life, like the falling rain